Chusma

The natural order of things includes our existence;
But let his excellency know that our patience
Is also running out. We have a message for the
Good-looking people and it's that the ugly ones are many more; so
Be careful, very careful, try not to make us angry.

Rabble, rabble, we are rabble
We are the lumpen proletariat.
Try to keep at bay
Such disgraceful individuals!

Neither fair play nor dirty war will end our
Promiscuity... don't we disgust you? don't we make you feel sorry?
And we give more than what's the point! We are not
You, we are not even ourselves, it's just about
Being a nuisance and we've been away from
Home for a long time...

Rabble, rabble, we are rabble
We are the lumpen proletariat.
Try to keep at bay
Such disgraceful individuals!

Each one is as God made him and some of us are even worse.
Our father was already a bit weird
Our mother already rejected us. famished legion
Dying in life that has a future: It's called a
Common grave. we are nobody and we are all our religion
Is called tururú.

Rabble, rabble, we are rabble
We are the lumpen proletariat.
Try to keep at bay
Such disgraceful individuals!